Oh, barefoot boy,Once he came unto a land of forests,And of streamsThat tumbled through the meadows to the sea.He called it home for many were it's wondersAnd he learned to live upon the landTaking only what he needed.Barefoot boyHe don't like the concreteSeek the country any way he can.Barefoot boyFading down the street.I know he'll never come this way again.Time passes on,In this life of always changingPeople comingBuilding citiesCut your forestPave your highway.Oh barefoot boy,Wraps his blanket 'round his shoulders,Says goodbye to misty valleys,Once more he sets off to wander.